Writer - Wanderer
I am 38 years old, polyamorous (I tell you now so you don't find it strange later), and enjoy many things.
A few of them include:
Writing
Going on long walks
Having conversations long into the night
Reading
Collecting books, music, and films
Growing far too many plants (think permaculture food forest)
Traveling (when I have the money)
Learning languages (I have words in a few)
Music (listening to it, and playing instruments)
...And so many more things. Come talk with me! :)
I am 38 years old, polyamorous (I tell you now so you don't find it strange later), and enjoy many things.
A few of them include:
Writing
Going on long walks
Having conversations long into the night
Reading
Collecting books, music, and films
Growing far too many plants (think permaculture food forest)
Traveling (when I have the money)
Learning languages (I have words in a few)
Music (listening to it, and playing instruments)
...And so many more things. Come talk with me! :)
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Ahh Monday. Another week commenced. I hope we all have adventures that we desire this week.Ahh Monday. Another week commenced. I hope we all have adventures that we desire this week.
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A poem I wrote from a few years back. Thought I'd share today.
This is a dream,
And we do not wake.
There is no pill,
That we can partake.
Whatever the shift,
The paradigm bend,
Whatever the means,
This dream will still end.
This is a dream,
And we do not wake.
It can be nightmare,
That we cannot shake.
Whatever the shift,
The paradigm bend,
Whatever the means,
This dream will still end.A poem I wrote from a few years back. Thought I'd share today. This is a dream, And we do not wake. There is no pill, That we can partake. Whatever the shift, The paradigm bend, Whatever the means, This dream will still end. This is a dream, And we do not wake. It can be nightmare, That we cannot shake. Whatever the shift, The paradigm bend, Whatever the means, This dream will still end. -
I am enjoying that this social site is more about finding and connecting with people, it feels a lot more like Facebook used to feel. It's wonderful to find new people and connect with like-minded individuals.I am enjoying that this social site is more about finding and connecting with people, it feels a lot more like Facebook used to feel. It's wonderful to find new people and connect with like-minded individuals.
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Tonight the fires burn bright,
Amidst the deepening gloom,
Springtide brings growing light,
Away from winter's doom.
May you find things to grow,
Amidst these warming days,
May you find those to know,
And wander all the ways.Tonight the fires burn bright, Amidst the deepening gloom, Springtide brings growing light, Away from winter's doom. May you find things to grow, Amidst these warming days, May you find those to know, And wander all the ways. -
The sun rises over mountains
Morning mist becomes like breath
Glancing rays dance over valleys
Life awakes as if from death.The sun rises over mountains Morning mist becomes like breath Glancing rays dance over valleys Life awakes as if from death. -
One I took not long ago. May you find your roads less traveled, may you find those who would wander by your side.One I took not long ago. May you find your roads less traveled, may you find those who would wander by your side.
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The night shudders
No dreams here to keep
No wishes to send wandering
No tears left to weep.The night shudders No dreams here to keep No wishes to send wandering No tears left to weep. -
I write poetry, often. Here is one I wrote a few years ago - perhaps suiting for a place such as this.
Feel the drum beat
Heavy like your heart
Feel the rhythm
Coursing like long years
Feel the drum beat
Steady and most true
Feel the rhythm
Pulsing within you
Hear the melody
Light like your joy
Hear the song
Moving as sorrow
Hear the melody
The rhythm is true
Hear the song
Drumming within you
Feel the drum beat
Heavy like your heart
Hear the song
Moving as sorrow
Feel the drum beat
Hear the melody
Feel the rhythm
Hear the song
It is joy
It is sorrow
It is life
It is you.I write poetry, often. Here is one I wrote a few years ago - perhaps suiting for a place such as this. Feel the drum beat Heavy like your heart Feel the rhythm Coursing like long years Feel the drum beat Steady and most true Feel the rhythm Pulsing within you Hear the melody Light like your joy Hear the song Moving as sorrow Hear the melody The rhythm is true Hear the song Drumming within you Feel the drum beat Heavy like your heart Hear the song Moving as sorrow Feel the drum beat Hear the melody Feel the rhythm Hear the song It is joy It is sorrow It is life It is you. -
From one of my recent walks. Spring is here at last.From one of my recent walks. Spring is here at last.
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